Payolas Rose
Rose is walking the streets so cold
And she's all alone, even the needle's home
Cries for a while by the viaduct
And she's on her own, balanced on stepping stones
Hey rose I think that you're alright
I'd like to see inside your life tonight
I gave her my coat and I argued the price
She told me some stories that made me think twice
Rose is crying down Wardour Street
'Cos she's got no bread, just the music in her head
Pleads with the man in the bowler hat
"Have you got some spare change?"
Oh, and he acts so strange
Hey Rose ye one of a kind
With ye cocaine stare and your rock and roll mind
No stranger to danger or the limelight fight
'Fraid of the daylight, 'fraid of the night
She said "I've never been kissed on the mouth before
I've never been told that I'm nice
But wait till the morning you'll forget what you said
At the razorblade time of night
Rose is sitting on a café stool and she's so far away
Maybe I'll see her someday
If you should get there before I do
Tell her it's all right
She's got a friend for the night
Hey Rose I'm ashamed to have money
When he acts like a pig and you still call him honey
Oh God I'm fat, the good life shows
And you're still crawling 'round where the north wind blows
I've never been kissed on the mouth before...etc.
Here she comes
